aftter the rain
The wind left over from the storm has not subsided yet and is pushes things around as it plays shaking the trees that glisten in the muted light of a sun that behind tired, deflated gray clouds prefers to hide I look at this wet ambiance where muted colors replace the unbearable dullness of draught and thank G-d for the life giving rain that soothed the parched trees pain giving me an excuse to pause, to think about how lucky I am Sign in to see full entry.